Malapar and Friend: Part 2
Malapar stood hunched over, the sheer power of his orgasm sucking so much energy from him. However, his sexual prowess was so extreme with this new cock of his that he wanting nothing more at the moment than to fuck this wolf silly. He knew it would be difficult, though, what with a mammoth 18 inches (and up to 20 just before a big orgasm!) pulsing in front of him. He didn't care though; it would happen.
Kyle sat on the cum-soaked carpet, slowly stroking Mal's cock and licking it clean of the semen that had coated it, as though it were candy. Mal smiled to himself, eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of that slick tongue running all over his huge member, worshipping it. He loved the feeling of power his meat gave him - as though he was a sex god of some kind. His body was so large and massive, with so much muscle covering him, flexing with every move he made. And to match, he had the largest cock he had ever seen attached to him. He feared he'd hardly ever leave the house since he'd be playing with it all the time from now on. Hell, all he had to do was bend his head down and then he'd be able to take a few inches in his mouth.
And the orgasms. God, the orgasms. He had never felt such an overload of pleasure in his life. He loved every second of them, even though they could last up to a minute - cumming the whole time. He loved how tense his body got - how his muscles bulged and flexed, and how his cock sometimes got even -bigger- when he was coming. Veins would stand out all over his meat, pulsing and throbbing so hard he could feel them on his palms when he grabbed his shaft. And then there was the cum. So much cum. He didn't think it was possible to produce so much, but those orange-sized testicles swaying just above his knees proved that wrong. He enjoyed shaking his hips a bit and watching them jiggle around, swaying this way and that, slapping against his marble thighs, which quivered with excitement whenever he even thought about his package.
Sure, it was a pain to clean up afterwards, but the reward was all-too worth it. He was sure, however, that pretty soon his house would be a mess, and all he would be left with is the constant want for pleasure. Not that he minded, though. What was life without fun?
"Turn around," he snarled at Kyle. The wolf obeyed, letting Mal's cock fall horizontal to the ground, a few drops of cum falling slowly to the floor in long, white, heavy ropes. Kyle got on all fours, his perfect rear end facing the bull, swaying to and fro with the intention to tease. His tail was swishing around, eager to feel that huge rod inside him, his small pink hole winking.
Mal's cock lurched at the sight, inflating to an even large length and girth for a few seconds, turning a deeper shade of red, before firing off a large wad of precum straight onto the wolf's back. Kyle moaned when he felt it, bringing his hips down to the floor and dragging his cock along the wet carpet, shivering while he did so. His tight ass clenched and flexed, making Mal all the more anxious to get inside.
The bull slowly jerked himself for a while, summoning up torrents of precum, which he used to lube himself up, running his hands up and down his shaft, making it sleek and shiny. "You want me to fill you up with his huge cock?"
"Yes..." Kyle moaned, humping the floor very slowly and sensually now, showing his bottom off for Mal. His thighs bulged with muscle from swimming, flexing as he thrust his hips. His triceps also jutted out from his arms, supporting his quivering body. "Please. I need to feel it. I need to feel all that cum inside me."
"Ohh, yeah?" Mal grinned, his cock so well-lubed with his pre now that is was dripping down to his swaying testicles and onto the floor. "I don't know, I could always just pleasure myself you know," he teased Kyle by putting his cock between his bulging pecs and flexing them, trapping his meat in the cleft between the two mounds of muscle. He slowly thrust his hips, moving his cock up and down as it was sandwiched between his muscles, tongue out and lapping at the leaking cockhead as it approached his lips. "Mmmm," he moaned. "So big and tasty, isn't it? I could do this all day. I'd lose count of the orgasms."
"No! Please!" Kyle was begging now, humping the carpet even faster for some form of relief. "Put it in me. It'll feel so nice. You'll cum harder than ever. You'll never want to stop, and I'll let you fuck me as long as you want. Please, just do it. I NEED it..."
"Well..." Mal unclenched his chest and let his cock fall. It slapped against Kyle's back. He slowly retracted his hips, letting his member slide down the wolf's back, leaving a hot trail of precum in its wake. Finally his cockhead was at Kyle's entrance, wet and dripping. He pushed forward -very- slowly, letting only the smallest amount of meat penetrate the wolf, his precum already dripping down Kyle's legs.
Kyle convulsed, nearly falling to the floor, but his trembling arms kept him upright. He pushed against the invading cockhead, letting more pop inside him, groaning loudly in what sounded like pain, but was known to be pleasure. Mal had his hands on his hips, letting the wolf do all the work. He looked calm and composed enough, but he was struggling greatly to keep the pleasure he was feeling pent up inside him for now. Feeling his nearly apple-sized cockhead popping into that tight hole was incredible. If Kyle didn't pick up the pace, Mal would have to get rough.
The wolf was doing the best he could. His eyes were shut tight, fingers clenched around the carpet in an attempt to alleviate some of the pain he was feeling. Still, the pleasure was even greater, and he slowly slid more meat inside him, inch by inch. He was breathing deeply, trying to stay calm, but Mal was just so big. He had never seen anything like it. There was no way he'd take it all inside him.
Mal's lip trembled as he grimaced, feeling Kyle's tight rear clenching tightly around more and more of his meat. This was going to slowly for him though. He needed relief quicker. He needed that orgasm he so desperately yearned for. He wanted to unload into this wolf, and revel in the power of the impending cumshot that he knew would put his others to shame. Because if it felt -this- good so far, he couldn't imagine how it'd feel when he was fucking this wolf senseless. He his hands on Kyle's hips, lifted up the wolf's rear, and pushed more of his meat deeper into him at a quicker pace.
"Oh GOD!" Kyle screamed, pounding his fist against the floor, his cock bulging and shooting a wad of precum onto his chest. "MORE!" he demanded, clenching his bottom around Mal's cock, trying to push him out to make the bull feel better.
"NNNNGH!" Mal grunted, digging his fingers into Kyle's fur, half of his cock now inside him. He pulled out slowly, his cock slick his pre, many ropes of it dripping off his shaft, before slamming his meat back inside. Kyle yipped, his cock exploding in another torrent of cum, the power of his orgasm increasing as Mal began to fuck him. The bull was simultaneously thrusting into Kyle as well as moving the wolf's bottom up and down his cock, slamming more and more meat inside with every thrust until his cock was nearly entirely engulfed.
"Take it," he moaned, "You like that huge cock inside you. You never want this to end."
Kyle was nearly crying in pleasure, his cock thumping against his stomach and constantly shooting smaller ropes of cum until he was expending, shooting blanks instead. His entire torso was wet, and his arms had given out. His body was sliding against the floor, his bottom in the air and in Mal's hands, being slammed against that monstrous member. "Fuck me!" he cried between roars of pleasure.
Mal thrust into Kyle a few more times before letting his cock pop out, a wave of precum escaping as well. Mal's cock was dripping with the stuff. He let Kyle's bottom fall to the ground before he flipped him over and grabbed his legs, dragging the wolf towards him. He lifted him up by the waist, Kyle wrapping his arms and legs around Mal. The bull had to bring his hips very far back in order to give his cock enough room. He hastily used on hand to line it up, and then began his fucking again, Kyle in his arms.
Kyle grabbed Mal tightly, squeezing tufts of the bull's fur, crying out in pleasure. He marveled at Mal's strength as well, running his hands over the bull's bulging and throbbing arms, which were flexed in their effort to lift Kyle, exploding his muscle. He ran his hands over Mal's biceps, giving them firm squeezes, then let them fall onto Mal's pecs. He tweaked the bull's nippled, squeezed his chest, and worshipped his body. His cock was sandwiched between his body and Mal's constantly being rubbed, making the wolf blind with pleasure.
Mal was bringing his hips backward, arching his back greatly, before slamming them forward again into Kyle. A waterfall of precum was cascading down his shaft and balls, dripping onto the floor in long thick ropes as well as flying every which way when he thrust into the wolf. His butt clenched with every thrust, which Kyle was sure to feel up with his feet, every muscle in his body now flexed and working.
Malapar approached the couch and gently laid Kyle onto it, lifting his legs and spreading them, still thrusting into the wolf. Kyle's abs crunched and flexed as he rocked back and forth from the power of the bull's thrusts, his fur matted and sleek with cum. "Getting close..." Mal grunted.
"Fill me. I want to feel all that seed inside me."
"It's not all nearly going to fit inside you," Malapar grinned. He felt amazing. Waves of pleasure were surging over him. He felt as though electricity were flowing through him, powering his impeding orgasm to impossible levels. He could feel it in his groin - he knew it was going to be big, long, and like nothing he nor Kyle had ever seen or felt the likes of. "Here it comes..."
With one final, powerful thrust, Malapar hilted his cock inside Kyle. He hunched over as the power of his orgasm took hold of him, laying on the wolf, pumping him full of cum that almost instantly squirted out. "OOOOOH GOD!" Kyle was full in a matter of seconds. Mal composed himself enough to start fucking Kyle again, massive amounts of cum splashing out of the wolf and onto Mal's body as well as the floor and couch. Mal was fucking harder than ever now, a primal instinct taking over him, the pleasure controlling him. "RRRRRR," he roared. "TAKE IT!" His cock was nearly a blur, it was moving so fast in and out of Kyle.
Eventually, though, his thrusting had become too relentless, and his spurting cock popped out of Kyle. His cock jabbed and prodded the wolf's rear end, trying to find the entrance again, but it was futile. He needed more stimulation. Something.
Malapar flipped Kyle over and placed his cock on the wolf torso before pushing the wolf's legs together so that those muscular thighs squeezed against his cock. Mal began thrusting again, roaring like an animal, his cock so large now that it was poking Kyle in the mouth whenever he thrust, coating the wolf's face in cum. Kyle did what he could to suck and lick at it, reveling in the taste and warmth of all this semen coating him.
Still, that wasn't enough for Mal. About thirty seconds had passed, and he was only one his second rope of cum. The stream was so thick, so constant and powerful, that it seemed as though it would never let up. Malapar fell onto his knees, sitting on his legs, and bent down, slurping as his exploding cock. He coughed and gagged on the cum, occasionally popping it out for air, letting the stream instead nearly hit the ceiling, only to fall and rain on his body. His mouth moved up and down his meat, swallowing what he could.
Kyle crawled off the couch and over to Malapar, licking at the shaft as the bull sucked the top quarter of his member. Soon, Malapar fell onto his back, writhing on the ground, rubbing his body all over. He flexed his muscles, licked his arms, and started to thrust the air, back arched. Kyle was jerking the bull off furiously. "Yeah!" he yelled at Mal. "Keep coming, you fucking hot bull! Paint this room white!"
"UHHHHH YEAAAAAHHH!" Mal was roaring, thrusting against Kyle's hands, his cock now a colossal pillar of meat at about 22 inches, blood red with countless veins coating it and throbbing.
It had been a full two minutes, and he still wasn't done. The room was an absolute mess, but Mal didn't want it to end. He flipped over, his cock between his body and the floor. He started to hump the wet carpet, soaking it in even more spunk that also splattered against his chin and the wall in front of him. His ass clenched greatly as he thrust, and Kyle couldn't resist.
The wolf mounted Malapar, his cock sore but wanting some stimulation after seeing what Mal was doing. He penetrated the bull, thrusting his full nine inches in instantly, making Mal cry and spurt and even greater volume of seed. Kyle slammed his cock into the bull, his body on top of him, hips lifting high into the air before slamming back down again.
"God yes...YES!" Malapar moaned. He used his trembling, massive arms to lift his torso off of the ground. He kept thrusting forward and back, slamming his bottom against Kyle's cock, his own member slapping against his chin. He licked and slurped at it some more.
Finally Kyle was done. He popped out of the bull and rolled onto the floor, completely exhausted. Mal was finally finishing too, now easily able to swallow his receding load, his slurping finally coming to and end when his cock fell out of his limp mouth and thumped against the floor. It had been the longest, and greatest, three minutes of his life. He rolled onto his back, cock thumping against his chest as it slowly grew soft, next to Kyle. "So how was that?"
Kyle looked at Mal with fire in his eyes. "I'm going to be coming over much more often, I hope you know."
"You should bring some friends next time."
"Oh, I will."